Firstly, I didn't go to sleep until 1 o'clock in the morning due to an essay. I bullcrapped pretty much all of it. The facts were true, yet... in a way... I pulled everything out of my ass. So I'm super exhausted over that. Secondly, I had an ITAL test today. I wonder how I did? Probably horrendously, as usual. My brain doesn't enjoy learning another language when it consists of having tests every two weeks. I hardly had time to study this morning and last night. I was completely screwed from the start. Again, I bullcrapped.
In ENGL, it was stupid... Oh my God, it brought back terrible memories of my high school days... I hated my high school days... I was considered an out-cast IN BOTH FLIPPIN' SCHOOLS! I sat in the middle of this group of babbling IDIOTS. All they talked about was drinking and smoking weed and partying and making fun of people who cry over break-ups; crap you don't even want to HEAR!! It wasn't entertaining AT ALL! We weren't talking about video games or a hike trail in Cougar Mountain, it was about retarded stuff that only retarded teens who don't give a flying crud about their health or their future would chat about... You know what I did the entire time? I sat there... enveloping EVERY... LAST... WORD that escaped out of their useless little mouths!! I stared at my desk as if it could randomly turn into a space ship and blast me off to Mars.
I think one of the girls in our ENGL class really likes me. Not in a sexual way, but I wonder if she thinks I'm kind of cool or really sweet or something. During this chat extravaganza, the girl snatches my phone and enters her cell number into it. Then, she calls her phone with mine, in which allows her to know my phone number as well... I didn't even get to say, "Hey, umm... Please don't touch my property."
Great.
I don't even consider her a friend. I tolerate her and I'll become an acquaintance, but that's it. She's a tad bit annoying...
After ENGL, I thought it was over.
NOT!
You think it could be that EASY for me?? Hah...
I go to Math class, set my things down, until wanting a snack. I grab my purse and go to a nearby vending machine. I put in my money, click the numbers to get a bag of Doritos, and WHAT DO YOU KNOW!!!! ... The goddamn CHIPS bag gets STUCK! It moves an INCH but does not fall down... And I surely wasn't about to slam my body against this machine with everybody and their mama walking passed me each second. Thankfully, I got my money back... in quarters.
I go back to class, discouraged, and notice the girl who usually sits next to me, is seated a seat over, talking with a chick who has a hard time with math. I don't mind it at all until I realize something ELSE... There's this preppy, snooty 30 year old woman (who I despise because she's very irritating) named Summer who would be sitting next to me if that girl didn't move back to her original seat. That was the kicker. That was my breaking point and I left for home. I ran across my teacher and told her I was leaving. She didn't mind and we went on our way.
I got home, I sat down in my purple chair, played a little bit of Tomb Raider before watching some YouTube. I just finished ITAL homework and now, here I am... wishing Mason were home so I could talk to him about what has all happened to me.
Why is it that when he is gone, crap seems to hit the fan faster for me?
Strange. Yet sorrowful.
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| Gelada, Simien Mountains |
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